Day Thirty-Three
Dear Diary,
This morning begins with Spaghetti Man leading me back to the same spot where I entered the castle. My very same ley door is hangs in the air.
“Fare well, faeling. I shall miss your attempts to irritate me.”
“Thanks, uh, you.” He doesn’t seem to like being called Spaghetti Man, so I avoid that name. And there’s no way I can pronounce the other thing.
Yanking open my ley door, I step right back onto Earth. Before me stands the familiar town sign for Glover’s Hollow. The Ley Queen’s words appear in my mind.
Your first clue will come from me, and you will find it in the town of Glover’s Hollow.
I march off to town. Last time I was here, I stayed invisible. On this visit, I remain in all my visible glory, from my cute minidress to my sweet pink wings. Calla
